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I roll up in my beat-up truck—smells like oil and regret—and spot this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Hey, darlin’, what’s the deal?” I rasp, tryin’ not to sound like a total creep. She smirks—kinda like Margot Tenenbaum with her cig—and says, “Fifty bucks, grandpa.” Fifty?! I choke—“That’s half my rent!”—but she don’t care. She’s got that “I’m adopted” vibe, y’know, from the movie? Tough as nails, but somethin’ sad underneath.

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i gotta tell ya, my job as a pleasure coach here? it's a wild ride. i see emotions turning, people's smiles growing over cups of local brew at Marty’s Café on 5th Street. I once helped a lost soul find love near the old train station – can ya believe it? And man, I felt like reenacting that moody vibe from "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days", mumbling, "it just is what it is," while tripping over an unexpected curb (oops, sorry, my bad!).

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